Guest Writer S.P. Johnson's rumination on the writing process is a hard-earned reminder!
Going the poetry route for my first #ThrowbackThursday, as I recently joined a local writers group and we spent a good deal of our meeting (other than catching up and drinking too much wine) talking old poems. Untitled (September 23rd 2004) As if cigarettes burned blue that sad, murderous ash glows in you. (unknown date.)... Continue Reading →